Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 126 Dahe

Because the Song family was well prepared this year, they earned a full two hundred taels during the New Year. Song Dazhuang was so happy that he opened a jar of wine to celebrate.

"What a good wine! It's a pity that only we can drink it, hehe." Song Dazhuang likes sweet things, and wine is sweet, which is just what he likes. Everyone else in the family, except Grandpa Song, likes to drink it.

Grandpa Song prefers stronger liquor. He poured Erguotou from Song Chunlin's space into his glass and didn't even look at the wine Song Dazhuang mentioned.

This year, Song Chunsheng and Song Chunlin also got a cup. There were only two little guys, and the cups were filled with grape juice, which was very similar in color to wine. It was perfect for fooling children who knew nothing.

Song Xiaojiu raised his cup and clinked glasses with Song Xiaobao. The two children took turns drinking and were extremely happy.

Today is the day they move into their new home, and as Song Chunsheng is engaged, the whole family is particularly happy. Unlike the move the year before, this year they didn't invite anyone, and just have the fun together as a family.

But soon after he raised the cup, uninvited guests appeared outside the door. Song Chunlin used his special ability to take a look and found that they were Gu Fengyun and Gu Fengyue, whom he hadn't seen for half a year.

Song Dazhuang welcomed the people in. Snowflakes were falling outside. After just standing outside the door for a short while, the two Gu brothers were covered with a layer of fine snow.

"Hahaha, it's an honor for our humble home to have you here today, Lord Marquis. Come, please take a seat. Chunlin, go to the kitchen and bring out a few more dishes." Grandpa Song took the Gu brothers to the table. Song Chunlin understood what he meant and ran to the kitchen, then took out a few takeouts from the space and put them on his own plate. The dish was then 'ready'.

"Here it comes, make way, the stir-fried lamb with green onions is here!" Song Chunlin brought a full pot of lamb to the table, and Song Chunsheng also came back with a plate of big pork elbows. The two went back and forth twice before all the dishes were served.

Gu Fengyue hadn't come to the Song family for dinner for a long time. When he saw the table full of dishes he had never seen before, his eyes lit up.

Everyone at the dinner table was toasting each other. Gu Fengyun and his brother tried the Song family's wine for the first time. Although they didn't like sweet wine, they praised the wine highly.

"There is also wine in the Western Regions, but it doesn't taste as good as yours."

"In previous years, wine was also offered as tribute, but the amount was very small. Many wineries in the capital want to make their own wine, but they have never found a way. Grandpa Song, if your wine is sold in the capital, it will definitely be snapped up by the dignitaries."

Grandpa Song listened to Gu Fengyun's words without commenting. The wine was precious and they had never thought of selling it. When the house caught fire, the wine happened to be in the cellar. Fortunately, it was all in the cellar, otherwise he would be heartbroken if such a good thing was destroyed.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone had almost finished drinking. When Gu Fengyue was full, she teased Song Xiaojiu. She saw that his cheeks were round and he had grown a lot taller. It was obvious that this child was raised very well in the Song family.

Gu Fengyun asked about Song Xiaojiu's homework. Song Xiaojiu counted on his fingers and said that he had read several story picture books, such as The Farmer and the Snake, Stealing Light by Drilling a Drill Through the Wall, and other short stories of this nature. Song Xiaojiu knew them all by heart. He even presented a treasure to the two of them, saying that he had learned the multiplication table.

Gu Fengyun didn't know what the multiplication table was. It was only after Song Xiaojiu recited half of it that he suddenly understood.

"Isn't this the Nine Nines song? Just add a one and recite it backwards. I almost didn't understand it."

Song Chunlin was ashamed. He knew that the multiplication table came from the Spring and Autumn Period, but he always thought it was no different from the modern version. He didn't expect it was not the case.

Fortunately, the Gu brothers did not dwell on this matter. After dinner, Gu Fengyun and Grandpa Song sat in the main seats. Song Qin went downstairs to rest after dinner. Now she was in heavy body and easily tired.

Song Chunsheng took his three younger brothers downstairs to rest. Even after entering the bedroom, Song Chunlin had not yet withdrawn his mental power.

Gu Fengyun and Gu Fengyue came to the Song family so late, there must be something important. Song Chunlin couldn't hold back his curiosity and had been releasing his mental power since he left the living room.

In the living room, Gu Fengyun picked up the teacup and took a sip. He seemed quite relaxed while eating just now. Now that the juniors had gone back to their rooms, Gu Fengyun became a little hesitant.

Grandpa Song saw that the two brothers were busy, but he didn't rush to point it out. He just put down the teacups and asked them if they wanted to stay overnight.

"The house is a little bigger than before, and it has some small gadgets that other people don't have. I don't know if you can get used to it."

Gu Fengyun also put down the teacup and said lightly: "Don't worry, old man. We will go back to the villa later. The reason we came here this time is really..." Gu Fengyun paused, sighed, and then took out a blood-stained letter from his arms.

"Old man, this is the letter you requested about your second son."

"A letter from Daha?" Grandpa Song stood up excitedly. He looked at the blood-stained letter and for a moment forgot to reach out to take it.

Gu Fengyun placed the letter gently on the table. Amao Song beside him also walked over tremblingly. He took the letter with shaking hands. The old couple stood together, looking at the envelope, not daring to open it for a long time.

Song Dazhuang walked carefully to the two men, fearing that they might cause trouble in their excitement.

Grandpa Song took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then calmly opened the letter.

The letter was quite old, and the bloodstains on it had long since dried and turned brown, but the handwriting was still clear.

This letter seems to be written by the subordinates of the Grand Marshal to Gu Fengyun. At that time, the Grand Marshal was trapped in Hutu City. After a month-long bloody battle with the Huns, the Grand Marshal, the old marquis, was secretly sent out of the city because he was seriously injured. Only the person who sent the letter and the person who sent the Grand Marshal out of the city knew about this.

The letter not only mentioned the whereabouts of the Great Sima, but also emphasized that the Great Sima was injured due to a conspiracy. However, the letter was delivered too late. When Hutu City was captured, the Huns burned the entire city down. Almost all the soldiers of Dajing were killed, and the Great Sima was no exception.

Back then, the Marquis' wife was a heroine. After the Grand Marshal was sent out of the city, she was the one who took on the position of Grand Marshal and presided over the overall situation. Unfortunately, the food supply in the rear was cut off, and after struggling for half a month, the city gate was still broken by the Huns.

In that battle, the Gu brothers lost two relatives at once, and the Gu family fell into decline. Gu Fengyun suddenly suffered the death of both his parents, and had to manage the Marquis's Mansion and raise his younger brother, and he was weak, so there were some things that he had never carefully investigated.

The messenger was killed on the way, and the blood on the letter was his. By chance, the letter was temporarily entrusted to a farmer. He asked the farmer to make sure to deliver the letter to the marquis's mansion, but the marquis's mansion was too chaotic at that time, and although the letter was delivered, the city over there was also broken.

Gu Fengyun was grief-stricken at the time, and he left the letter unopened until last year, when he ordered someone to tidy up his study. He then remembered this incident. He was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He even naively thought that maybe his father was still alive.

Grandpa Song asked excitedly, "Lord, where is this messenger? What is his relationship with my Dahe? What's the matter with the blood on it?"

Gu Fengyun shook his head: "Grandpa, don't get excited. This letter was not sent by Song Dahe. The one Song Dahe wanted to send was my father."

"Old Marquis?" This time the Song family was even more surprised. They knew that Song Dahao was living well in the military camp, but they didn't expect it to be so well that he could be sent to escort the old marquis away!

Speaking of this, Gu Fengyun himself found it incredible. There were twenty people who escorted Da Sima out of the city, and Song Daha was one of them. He was brave, smart, and strong, so he was entrusted with the important task. The twenty people swore that they would definitely escort Da Sima out of the city safely.

Unfortunately, their actions had already been noticed by the Huns, who ambushed them when they were crossing the river. After fighting for twenty people, only six were left. Although they finally escaped successfully, Da Sima's injuries lasted too long, and he died not long after they escaped.

The Huns chased them all the way, and when they killed the last pursuer, only three of the six were left, one of whom was Song Daha.

Hearing that their son was still alive, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, as parents, were so excited that they burst into tears.

"Thank you, my Lord. Thank you, my Lord. My son is actually alive."

Gu Fengyun felt a pang in his heart when he saw the two old people with tears in their eyes. Although this letter was eleven years late, it at least gave an explanation to the two old people and to the two brothers.

"Grandpa, you don't need to thank us. If it weren't for Uncle Da He and the other brothers who risked their lives to protect my father, I wouldn't have known that my father was not dead, but buried in a foreign land. After the New Year, I plan to go with my brother to bring my father's remains back to the capital, and bring Uncle Da He back with me. If you want to go, you can come with us."

After Grandpa Song and Auntie Song were excited, they suddenly thought of a question: "If Dahe is not dead, why doesn't he come back to see us?"

Speaking of this, Gu Fengyun and Gu Fengyue looked at each other, and both of them revealed a trace of pity in their eyes.

When Grandpa Song saw their expressions, he knew that things were not simple, and the two of them couldn't help but think of the worst.

"Is Dahe sick? Or injured? Or is he missing a limb? If not, why doesn't he dare to come back to see us?"

Gu Fengyue was busy comforting the two old men: "Relax, both of you. No matter what, as long as Uncle Dahe is still alive, it is a great thing, right?"

Song A-mo wiped away her tears and nodded repeatedly: "I just want him to be alive. I don't want anything else. Anyway, as long as he is alive, it doesn't matter if he is missing an arm or a leg. As long as I am alive, he will not go without a single bite of food."

Gu Fengyue didn’t know how to tell them that Song Dahao’s condition was probably more serious than missing limbs.

At night, the Gu brothers stayed at the Song family's house. After touring the Song family's new house, Song Dazhuang offered to teach them how to use a flush toilet and a squat toilet.

The rooms of wealthy families usually have toilets, and the toilets inside are replaced and cleaned by a special person every day to ensure that there is no odor in the house. However, compared with modern toilets, they are still not as convenient as modern toilets, so when they saw modern toilets for the first time, they all widened their eyes.

"This squat toilet can actually be flushed directly with water. Are there pipes buried underneath?"

"Exactly. These pipes are specially made by someone. They are connected one by one and buried in the ground. The sewage will flow out through the pipes, and the house will not stink. It is clean and convenient."

"If the sewage is discharged outside, won't it smell bad outside too?"

Song Dazhuang only said that he dug a huge deep pit outside the house and went back to clean it at a fixed time. The feces inside could also be used as fertilizer, killing two birds with one stone.

The two brothers of the Gu family flushed the squat toilet several times like curious babies. The water tank was directly connected to the attic. The three-ton bucket was enough for the family's consumption for several days. Song Dazhuang did not stop them and let them flush.

In addition to the modern toilet, there are more modern beds and mattresses. This is not the first time that Gu Fengyue has stayed at the Song family, so he did not find it strange. But it was Gu Fengyun's first time sleeping on a mattress. The mattress was very soft, but it could support his entire body weight. It had excellent resilience, and his waist did not feel particularly tired when sleeping on it. Gu Fengyun felt it was very novel.

"Tsk, now I know why you always like to go to the Song family. I also like to sleep on a bed like this every day."

Gu Fengyue lay on the bed and laughed: "I said the Song family is full of treasures, brother, can we have one in our house too?"

Gu Fengyun knocked his brother's head in annoyance, "You really know how to find things for your brother to do. Didn't you hear that your uncle Dazhuang had to bury pipes three feet deep in the ground? Our mansion is so big, how long will the pipes be? Not to mention the cost of the pipes, the whole mansion will be uncovered just to dig the ground. Do you think your brother is crazy? He turned the ground over just to build a toilet for you?"

Gu Fengyue was hit hard by his brother and immediately wilted. He almost forgot that he still had to dig a pit. Think about the large area of the Marquis' Mansion. Not only do he have to dig pits for the pipes, but he also has to dig the manure pit that Song Dazhuang mentioned. But where to dig and how big to dig are all problems. Gu Fengyue felt that he was indeed a little whimsical. This project was large and expensive, so he might as well just use the toilet bucket.

However, as for this bed, Gu Fengyue was thinking about how to make Song Chunlin willing to give him a mattress like this. It would be much more comfortable to sleep on than the bed at home.

Song Chunlin had heard enough gossip tonight and thought that his uncle, whom he had never met, was quite lucky. He just didn't know what kind of situation had happened that would make him not dare to go home for more than ten years.

It’s a pity that he didn’t know the exact location, otherwise he could let the mutant plants find it.